“Yes,” Celia hisses as I add two fingers while licking at her juices running down my hand.
The need to hear her cries of pleasure consumes me as her pussy walls suction my fingers inside, as if unable to work with the intrusion.
“You’re so fucking tight, baby,” I groan.
“I’m going…” she stutters, repeating the same phrase a few times as her head thrashes back and forth on the bed.
“I want to taste your cum on my lips forever.” I bend my fingers, hitting her G-spot, and her back arches.
“Please. Please. Please,” she begs, unable to give herself over to the pleasure.
I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight than her right now as she screams. The dim lighting barely shows her flushed skin; her chest heaving as she pants.
“So beautiful.” I pull my fingers from her pussy and shove them into my mouth, licking them clean before standing.
“Please,” Celia begs, her eyes hooded with want as they travel down my body, locking on my cock as I unbuckle my pants and pull it out.
Her pupils dilate, and she licks her lips. Her desire for me is written all over her face.
“Do you want my cock, baby? Do you want to be our little cum dumpster? Letting all three of us fuck you until you’re coated in our cum?”
I pump my hand up and down a few times. If I’m not careful, I’ll blow my load in a matter of minutes, leaving both of us unsatisfied.
“I need it,” she whispers, taking me in her hand tentatively, stroking me from base to tip. Her touch sends a shiver up my spine.
“You’re not going to be able to walk for days.” She moans as I thrust forward, sheathing my cock between her folds.
“Promise?” She giggles softly, the walls of her pussy tightening around my cock and causing me to groan.
“I want this to be special, to last longer than a few moments.”
I know that this isn’t our first time together, but this time is different. It’s our chance to bring things full circle, giving us all a new beginning. The first time Celia entered this room, she was a mole, wanting information to save her sister. When she leaves, she’ll be our queen, sitting at the top of one of the strongest mafia families in Chicago. Everyone will bring down heaven and earth to give her what she wants, needs, and desires.
She lifts her hips, dragging her nails down my back. “I have the three of you. That’s all I need.”
That one phrase brings all my walls crumbling to the floor as I move slowly, my cock sliding in and out of her. Indescribable pleasure causes stars to cross my eyes.The only sounds in the room are of our skin slapping against one another and the squishing sound of her juices as I pick up the pace, thrusting myself into her harder.
“Do you like that, baby?” I rasp as I gather her hands and shove them above her head, pinning them above her head on the bed.
“Yes,” she moans breathlessly.
Her back bows, thrusting her tits toward me as I massage one of her nipples with my tongue. I use one hand to keep her arms pinned above her head, while I use the other to lift her leg and wrap it around my waist. This new angle helps me sink deeper inside her and increase my pace.My balls tighten as my release comes closer to the surface, and I lean back and watch as my cock disappears between her folds.
“Give it to me. Give me everything,” I command as the walls of her pussy clench me in a vise grip. My release follows with a roar. Slowing my movements, I pump in and out of her a few times before pulling out completely, noticing cum dripping down one of her legs.
Images of her belly swollen with our child enter my mind.
Be patient.
“Don’t move,” I command, as I slip from between her legs and shove my cock back into my pants. “It’s Matteo’s turn.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
MATTEO
"Aren't you sore?" I ask, running my hand along the inside of her leg.
She shakes her head no as I continue to caress her skin and notice cum dripping down one of her legs. I use my hand to shove the dripping fluid back into her cunt. Celia moans as I smear it into her pussy. “Don’t waste one bit of cum. We want every man to smell us on you, to know whom you belong to.”